Furtive glances;
Still no wi-fi.
Previous posts say
“1d, 2d, 3d, 3d, 5d…”
I hope four days ago
My scheduled poem posted.
Then I wonder:
Am I the only one who cares?
Then my little voice answers:
“Yes.”
Thanks little voice.
Tag Archives: Postaday
Giver and Reciever
Bouquet of flowers
Delivered to me.
No name on the card,
And no giver I see.
I’m but an inpatient
At the amnesiac’s ward.
Sending stuff to myself
Is it’s own reward.
I’m An Outdoorsy Type
Sitting in the park
Amidst green and verdant trees
Checking my Facebook.
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I’m An Outdoorsy Type
Sitting in the park
Amidst green and verdant trees
Checking my Facebook.
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From The Assistant Captain
I’m very proud if my teammate, Ted
Who always… ALWAYS… Gets out of bed.
You really proud of my teammate, Ben,
Who almosy always gets a few out of ten.
I’m really proud of my teammate Jon,
Who really has improved a ton.
But I’m noy proud of my teammate Rick.
Our MVP… What a dick!
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The Jigsaw Puzzle
We found the corners.
We built the edge.
We stuck some ins to some outs,
Then we jumped off a ledge.
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As Seen On Youtube
Have you ever been walking,
Not thinking at all,
When you look up
And in love you fall?
I almost did
At 10:30 today,
Except that stupid pole
Got in the way.
You Were Worried For A Second, Right?
My campsite was dull,
Overcome by a lull.
It lacked a certain flair,
So I talked to my wife
And got out my knife…
And carved a wooden bear.
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Sir Lance-when-he-feels-like-it.
When I was a wee squire
I smelt dragon fire
Beneath the stables of the castle.
I considered heroics,
But chose not to show it.
It was simply too much of a hastle.
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